It doesn’t get much better than autumn in New England. The air is crisp, the leaves are crunchy, and that hot apple cider (hard or soft, really) is flowing.
I’ll admit I’ve only been to the region outside of the “bad” times. I’m talking about winter. I grew up with Chicago winters, so don’t usually choose to travel to inclement weather.
That all said, I think I’d brave it for the Northeast. There’s enough to do in the region’s big cities to keep me occupied indoors if need be, and the food scene here is diverse and worthy of stretchy pants.
The Northeast is calling, folks, and you should probably answer the call no matter the season.
